The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 246: Should there be a royal wedding?

Sigrid contained her excitement. She recalled when she thought of leaving the Shadowmere’s to their fate. Saving them had been the right move, it seemed. They were officially aligning themselves with her by sending their daughter her way.

"What kind of freedom are you looking to pursue?" Sigrid asked her.

Christie shook her head. "I don’t know, I always thought that freedom for me meant being the captain of a ship and sailing all over the world. My family however would rather marry me off than see that happening. My grandfather does not agree and neither does my mother who cried herself into a faint the last time I suggested it. But, I figured some things out when I saw that footage of Mauve flying over the boarder on the back of her butterfly."

"Its a moth." Mauve corrected.

"That." Christie nodded, her eyes did not stray from Sigrid. "She followed you to war and when time comes and the opportunity is presented to go to Medoris, Solandor and other empires far away, she will follow you. I realized that maybe I do not need a ship to see the world, I just need you."

"Stand up and sit down." Sigrid told her.

Mauve scooted closer to Sigrid, moving herself along with her chair and she whispered, "Are we taking her in? She is here for benefits, can we trust her?"

"I will sleep on it and send word when I decide what to do. Should I say yes, you should know before hand that loyalty is the number one expectation I have of those who serve me." Sigrid informed Christie.

"And obedience." Mauve pitched in.

She gestured at Brolin to escort Christie away. After that meeting, she reviewed some documents for Roland until the clock struck one, informing her that it was time for lunch.

his private study. Maids were already putting food on the table when she arrived. Roland was

on her, he abandoned the fruit platter for her, rushing over to embrace her. "There she is, the only thing keeping me sane in

to hurry out and they retreated rapidly, giving the royal

issues. Lord Culvert is the head of the health office of Eldoria and yet he asked me for

before winter, he should have it. Have you considered the fact that all these noble lords are simply hoping for an opportunity to get up close with you." She questioned

rather get up and

being ridiculous. "I thought you would be in a dark mood

food, gesturing that she do the same. "The Lord mage has assured me that my father would open his eyes in three weeks to a month. His body is on the mend right now which is why

and poured

hear that a Shadowmere paid you

Lord Benwick. Wonder never ceased to sweep over him when it concerned Sigrid. She had a way of bringing him the most wonderful

the flowers on the table and handed them

you." She

lifted her and put her on his lap. She did not fight him, rather, she picked up a fork, stabbed a potato slice softly and put it to his mouth. "What do we intend to do about Thalassa’s

in a week’s time whether the king is awake or not. I told them that I would consult my advisors and get back to them later. I haven’t consulted them yet because it sounds absurd. The king is down, we are treading in uncertain territory. Now is not the time for a grand

opinion from him. "Maybe not so grand, something small

his lips but

very important,